Under Your Skin
Embis
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Uh, round one I'm an ill spitter, my skill gives a 'lil splinter in your confidence Still lit-er, and it's common sense that I'm the shit See I'm omniscient, I knew you was 'gon Bomb your song way before you dropped it, bitch I'm talkin' shit, but modesty, still got a lot of it, I'm not a god in this And not the opposite but I'm a prophet sent by god himself To save the game and abolish sin, I'm on some kamikaze shit Just bombin' Nazis and I come with body hits Might save you like a fireman, hackin' on fire walls Or maybe I'm anonymous, just hackin' your firewall My music I done polished it and I'm craftin' these fire songs Might just call me the fire man 'cause I'm hackin' up fire balls But rappin' don't hire y'all, just gotta keep on my grind Not swimmin' in the deep end this time, no sheathin' the knife Ain't got no time for you sheep that are blind 'Cause I found that when the herds around me All that furr is clouding my vision Bet ya'll'd listen if what heard wasn't sounding Muffled, I envision I'll be sure astounding And with the doubting, I'm imprisoned or with murder bounties Glad I'm under epidermis soundly My whole goal in life's to make you cry Get up under your skin, you can't make me die My whole goal in life's to make you cry Get up under your skin, you can't make me- Got an hour in the booth and I prepaid To spill the sourest truth in a sweet way Might devour 'ya tooth, it'll decay And then down goes your roof as I relay this info And I expect what ensues That you naysayers are 'gon reject what I do But I'm reppin' the truth, soon as I step in the booth, I spill red Not blood, I mean from all the pens that I've killed dead Now, I'm a metalworker 'cause I wield led I feed on rookie MCs, I'm well fed It would be a breeze with my skill set And puts me at ease to grill speds Wanna shoot me a DM like assassinatin' a marksman? You can check back to see and it's still "read" My music is a weapon of force aimed at the dirty bitches Who ain't ever supportin' the first amendment While they break the record for words per minute I wanna do more than just earn a Guinness But the worst's impending, there's no words invented To describe what you are sure to witness You know we're dependent on the verses spitted No more slurrin' spitting Guess I'm stirrin' shit up with absurd opinions So refer to hitlist, check the names of all the murder victims Kill the worst of penmen's and you better hope That the curse is lifted 'cause My whole goal in life's to make you cry Get up under your skin you can't make me die My whole goal in life's to make you cry Get up under your skin you can't make me-
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